yes, I have crossed over to the dark side. I am now in the final stages of my woodbadge.
vision statement is written.
training is over.
campfire skit is sung
project is complete and presented
tents are folded and chuck box inventory is complete
ticket is written
I am EXHAUSTED.
BTW:
Wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
When I was just a wee wee tot,
My mama took me from my wee wee cot,
She put me on my wee wee pot,
To see if I would wee or not.
Wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
But when she found that I would not,
She took me from my wee wee pot,
She put me back in my wee wee cot,
And I gave her all I'd got.
Wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee
